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Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Donate for Joe's Funeral
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All funds will be put directly to the cost of his funeral services in South Dakota. He will be buried near his beloved son Jeff who passed away years ago.
All funds will be put directly to the cost of his funeral services in South Dakota. He will be buried near his beloved son Jeff who passed away years ago.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Our New Angel
I decided to create this blog for Joe Donnelly, aka Saint Joe, aka Grampa, aka Brother, I could go on and on. Joe's spirit was released from this physical world on Monday, July 13th, 2009. He was 78 years old. As Joe would say, he's gone home to Jesus.
Joe was unique. He was one of the most caring and compassionate people I know. I can recall numerous occasions when Joe would ride his bike to my house only to put a flower on my door. Sometimes I was even home, but he just wanted to give me a flower. I miss that man! And our weekend breakfasts! And farting around. When I was pregnant with Maria 5 years ago, Joe lived above Delbert's shop on 19th Avenue. I would stop by his place often. Sometimes, to take a nap, sometimes to watch Oprah, and sometimes to shoot the shit. Whatever the reason, I always felt comfortable in his presence (along with his hoarded belongings!-haha). He had a way about him. I felt the love from him. It was hard these past 2 years watching his body disentigrate. The girls and I would pick him up on most weekends and take him to eat at Katz's for breakfast. He and Maria loved the french toast there. I miss Joe... the active, smart ass, funny, loving, compassionate Joe that I know. I am comforted knowing that I can talk to Joe anytime I wish, for I truly believe I have a new angel with me.
Last night driving home, I cried. I cried for all those happy moments with Joe that I won't have again, and I cried for his freedom. He deserves to be free. He struggled to feel free, and I truly believe that he is now free. In the midst of my tears, I asked Joe- "Joe, send me a sign that you are at peace now." Just moments later I passed 'La Paz Funeral Home'. That was all I needed. I had never noticed that funeral home before then, or if I did, I didn't pay much attention to it. But all of a sudden, that was Joe... the peace! Free at last!!!
Joe was unique. He was one of the most caring and compassionate people I know. I can recall numerous occasions when Joe would ride his bike to my house only to put a flower on my door. Sometimes I was even home, but he just wanted to give me a flower. I miss that man! And our weekend breakfasts! And farting around. When I was pregnant with Maria 5 years ago, Joe lived above Delbert's shop on 19th Avenue. I would stop by his place often. Sometimes, to take a nap, sometimes to watch Oprah, and sometimes to shoot the shit. Whatever the reason, I always felt comfortable in his presence (along with his hoarded belongings!-haha). He had a way about him. I felt the love from him. It was hard these past 2 years watching his body disentigrate. The girls and I would pick him up on most weekends and take him to eat at Katz's for breakfast. He and Maria loved the french toast there. I miss Joe... the active, smart ass, funny, loving, compassionate Joe that I know. I am comforted knowing that I can talk to Joe anytime I wish, for I truly believe I have a new angel with me.
Last night driving home, I cried. I cried for all those happy moments with Joe that I won't have again, and I cried for his freedom. He deserves to be free. He struggled to feel free, and I truly believe that he is now free. In the midst of my tears, I asked Joe- "Joe, send me a sign that you are at peace now." Just moments later I passed 'La Paz Funeral Home'. That was all I needed. I had never noticed that funeral home before then, or if I did, I didn't pay much attention to it. But all of a sudden, that was Joe... the peace! Free at last!!!
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